Waiting Confused

I’m so afraid of what’s happening to me
Everyone says it’s natural
Everyone says it’s cute
But it’s not happening to them…

They’re not the ones scared out of their minds
Not knowing how to act, how to feel, how to speak
Even with all of this, I am attracted to the source of my distress
Of course, that’s a personal problem

I am the only one affected by such feelings, I believe
Thus, I’m just unstable, I guess
A night insect buzzing closer and closer to the pretty glow
Waiting for the unfortunate and inevitable
ZAP!

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